Sky in my Pocket

S K Y in my pocket holds eu PHO ric elves who forgot they need to plant pumpkins and peas s ~ K ~ y Y y in my pocket lets l o O s E coloured clouds landing on your lap of aloe aloneness sky in my pocket weaves wings on acorn ankles reminding I can swiftly fly to macadamia mountains high sky in my pocket sighs sunlight, then rains crystal tropical tears into our empty bucket to quench a thirsty Love